Company coming–a chance to use my new cookbook and alter a recipe to fit the needs of a diabetic guest–This was an opportunity.
The recipe for Marble Cake didn’t have a lot of sugar, and I could use artificial sweetener for part of that. I could leave one slice free of the sweet chocolate topping for my diabetic guest.
This would be a snap. After all, I’d made several marble cakes in junior high to enter a cake baking contest. A boy I knew even came to watch me make the frosting. I didn’t win, but I remembered how to swirl the chocolate batter just so into the white batter.
Now it made practical sense to use the cake flour my daughter’s roommate gave me when she moved out. I wondered a bit at the slight discoloration near the corner of the box, but carefully spooned the cake flour into my sifter with the baking powder and salt. Then I started sifting it.
To my horror I saw little brown specks in the bowl, and one of them was moving. Weevils! I remembered why old recipes always said to sift flour first–to sift out the weevils. Upon examining my sifter, I saw a hole in the bottom. I dashed for the scotch tape and covered the hole. I then sifted the flour, salt and baking powder into the mixture of sugar milk, oil and vanilla extract.
But the Scotch tape hadn’t prevented the weevils from going through. I found a finer sifter that fitted on top of a measuring cup and filled the cup with flour. Then I tried to shake the flour mixture out. Hardly anything came out. This could take all day, and I needed to get dressed for church.
Ignoring my practical self, I threw the half mixed batter in the garbage disposal and the box of cake flour in the trash. Then I started over from scratch. Finally I slid the cake into the oven. Melting chocolate chips with Cool Whip seemed wasteful, but the chocolate glaze was thick and tasted good. The cake turned out okay, but seemed a little dry where there wasn’t any chocolate glaze. I think I’ll try something else next time–and oh yes, I’ll buy a new sifter.